Wednesday, September 04, 2019

First and Last

Have you seen 
a life born 
and someone dies?
The beginning and 
end of life.
Memories buzzing 
as guilt buts in 
like gossipy neighbors 
and regret comes 
as if it’s not enough
that reality is harsh
and the loss is lost
in wishing away
a stain that stays
to remind us that all
wasn’t as we’d want 
to make-believe.
If as wet trash 
is how we feel
as we let tears flow
and we almost pee
crying the bad away
and laughing the good in
while reality fills us
with the truth of how
and what
love is.